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[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

So, she's never walked downstairs from her room and had her clothing suddenly change before. Jenny hasn't left Milliways since the disaster on New Thal and every day has been about the same for her: running, reading, studying, spending time with Bart if he's around.

But clothing changes? Yeah. So very new.

Her eyes glance downward at the change. Her trousers are now practically skin tight and laced up the side of her legs, exposing her pale skin. Black boots go up just to her knees and that white shirt she's wearing is too tight, too short, and too low cut. There are heavy gold braces on each wrist and her eyes widen.

Hands go up through her hair, now down and partially braided. There's some sort of cloth covering it and she wrinkles her nose.

But when Jenny sees the sword hanging off her waist, her eyes light up. Brilliant!



[tiny tag: jenny, teddy altman]

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[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

"Well, shiver me timbers, don't you look like a winsome wench," Teddy says, smiling as he sees Jenny when he comes into the Barrrr.

"Arrr! I did not mean ta'be sayin' such a thing. Please forgive me." Teddy's got this look on his face which telegraphs total confusion at his similar attire: brown, boots, white shirt (not as tight but certainly as low-cut breezy), and tri-corner hat. Also, the live purple parrot on his shoulder.

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Her face contorts in confusion at Teddy's speech. She tilts her head a second later to look Teddy over. He looks similarly dressed to her, but doesn't seem to be showing nearly as much skin.

"Teddy? What's going on?"

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

"Yarr! If you be askin' me, I believe it to be a day of piratin' an' plunderin' fer treasawrrr."

He pauses.

"I be not tryin' to talk like this, me matey. It seems ta'be some sorta magic. I think thar's a day called 'Talk Like a Pirate Day' where I'm from on this day, yarrr."

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

The stare continues.

"...what?"

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

"The talkin'... it be not my doin'. Err, wait a moment, matey."

Teddy takes out a pad of bright green sticky notes from one of the pouches on his belt, and a pen. On it, he scribbles:

I seem to be incapable of talking normally. Ugh. Anyway, this is like, some kind of minor holiday in my world, called 'Talk Like a Pirate Day.' And since Bar likes to take holidays to the extremes, or so I hear... I guess that's why everyone's dressed like a pirate. Sorry.

He hands her the note, and places his hand on the Bar. A Hitch-hiker's Guide to the Galaxy conveniently pops up, and opens to a page entitled "Pirates."

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Oh, that is handy! Jenny picks up the book after crumpling up Teddy's note in her hand. Pirates, specifically Earth pirates of the eighteenth century and earlier, suddenly seem fascinating.

And they get to carry swords!

She laughs and holds out a hand towards Teddy. "I have something that can help with the talking. If, um. If you trust me."

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

Teddy nods. "O' course. You be me sistarrr, matey." He takes her smaller hand in his.

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Jenny beams at him and, as gently as she can (which is to say not very gently at all), probes at his mind.

She's been practicing the best she can with Bart. But she's still not good at this at all.

There, she thinks loudly (probably too loudly). Just think and I'll hear it, okay?

[alt-hulk.livejournal.com]

: Do you think you could, uh, think less loudly? Maybe? I didn't know she--oh, you, sorry--had this power? Oh, this is going to take some getting used to. :

[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

Someone familiar wearing a very fetching Captain Hook sort of outfit* (minus the actual hook) possibly just choked.

On.

Nothing in particular.

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Oh, hey! That's kind of a familiar sounding choke.

Jenny turns around when she hears it. And sure enough, there's her boyfriend by a booth not too far away. Jenny beams and waves before she starts to walk over.

Bounce, bounce, bounce goes her chest as she walks over. It's totally an outfit that leaves little to imagination.

[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

It's also definitely the sort of sight you don't look away from.

Ahem.

So he'll just be, um. Over here.

Waiting innocently for his girlfriend.

Yep.

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Jenny stops about a foot away from him. She tilts her head and looks him over. Red and gold look very dashing on him.

But that doesn't explain one thing: why he hasn't looked away yet. Concentration like that from Bart, she's certain, is kind of rare.

"What?" Jenny asks, suddenly feeling a tad self-conscious. It's an unusual feeling for her. "Do I have something on my face?"

[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

There is a pause a second too long as he gathers his brains.

And then, "-No! No, you look gorgeous."

AND VERY DISTRACTING.

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Her cheeks redden at the compliment and she glances downward. A hand curiously runs over the laces and skin of her breeches. Jenny shrugs.

"Really? I've never dressed like this before. I still don't entirely understand why I'm dressed like this. Teddy's clothes didn't show this much skin."

[blinkandyoumiss.livejournal.com]

"Teddy," Bart says, "would not look as good with that much skin."

Of course, Bart is biased.

"But, uh, I don't know what's up with the costumes, either."

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

"But I do?"

She maaaaaay be fishing for compliments now. What? They're nice!

Jenny will, of course, also help to answer questions. "It's Talk Like a Pirate Day. At least, that's what Teddy said."

[themidnightson]

Here there's an uncanny silence.

Edward's recently appeared but he's been glancing over the room the last minute or two since being refitted, but Jenny was the latest person he found in that crowd.

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

The moment Jenny spots Edward in the crowd, her mental shielding jumps into place. It's an instinctual action, almost as if her brain knows to protect itself from a telepath. Any prior thoughts on how brilliant having a sword is vanish, cut off from him and anyone else listening aloud.

But she waves cheerfully, walking over and giggling when she stops in front of him. Dashing. Edward looks very dashing.

"It suits you!"

[themidnightson]

That new habit, he decides as it happens, is annoyingly bothersome.

"And you've been similarly suited by the colloquial costume regiment."

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

She laughed and shrugged, suddenly feeling uncomfortable in her own clothing. She reached out to gently touch the eye patch on Edward's face.

"I don't understand why all the boys I've seen are more covered than me." Her nose wrinkled. "And I don't think covering your eye is necessarily all that smart."

[themidnightson]

"It won't impair my senses," Edward said with a nonchalant shrug, aware of where her hand moved.

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

Jenny stifled a laugh as her hand returned to her side. It was so like him to be that arrogant!

She loved it.

"Yeah, well. Happy Talk Like a Pirate Day, Edward! You Earth-people have weird holidays."

[themidnightson]

It really was.

She gets an odd expression. "I didn't chose it."

[bitunlikely.livejournal.com]

"Yeah?"

Jenny looks doubtful.

"But you're from Earth."